by QuantumEntanglement » Sun Oct 03, 2010 5:23 am
( D: )
(you'll see later, I have something planned with my characters. But I'm still thinking of something to happen with the hole tribe...)
Moon picked out a rotten bird, and mouse, and dug a hole outside of camp, burying them in it.
Flare came out a moment later with three voles, the rest of the pile, and stuck them in the hole as well.
"Ready?" Moon meowed to Flare.
He nodded.
"Alright, follow me." She meowed, walking through the maize of hunting paths. She lifted her tail in signal for him to stop.
Flare peered over Moon's shoulder at a quail, sleping in the grass.
Moon jumped forward and snapped it's neck, picking it up and showing it to Flare.
Flare rolled his eyes. "Stop boasting, it's not like I couldn't have got that." He growled, turning and branching off into a different part of the hunting trails.
Moon buryed the quail and searched for more.
Flare dove at a rabbit, killing it with a quick bite to the neck.
Once they were finished that both had enough to feed the Tribe.
"I got more that you." Flare meowed, motioning towards his pile.
"You wish!" Moon spat a rabbit on her pile, they bother had the same amount.
Flare paused. "Get get my prey back to camp before you!" He meowed.
"That sounds like a bet."
"It is a bet mousebrain, you in?" He growled.
"Yeah, ready?"
"Set?"
"Go!" They both meowed.
Flare picked up four rabbits in his mouth and flew to the camp.
Moon rolled her eyes. "Mousebrain." She muttered, useing her wings to hold the pile, she ran to camp, not droping a single thing, she slid her prey onto and pile and awaited the return of Flare.
Don't put the key to your happiness in someone else's pocket.You may think the grass is greener on the other side
but if you take the time to water your own grass it would be just as green.
Last night I lay in bed looking up at the stars in the sky and I thought to myself,
where the heck did the ceiling go?
|Previously known as ~Moon~|